Till we meet again
“At all events,” he said with a cheerful grin, “we’ll certainly meet again, here - or there.” Then it was time to go, and we drained our mugs. When we emerged on to the busy High with the traffic steaming past, we shook hands, and he said: “I shan’t say goodbye. We’ll meet again.” Then he plunged into the traffic. I stood there watching him. When he reached the pavement on the other side, he turned around as though he knew somehow that I would still be standing there in front of the Eastgate. Then he raised his voice in a great roar that easily overcame the noise of the cars and buses. Heads turned and at least one car swerved. “Besides,” he bellowed with a great grin, “Christians NEVER say goodbye!”
“A Severe Mercy” by Sheldon Vanauken: Here is Vanauken’s last day in Oxford in which he shares a meal with C.S. Lewis. This was how they departed.